Invade

Today is the day to meet clients.

In the early morning, when Chuyang just broke the window, Qin Jing was already standing in front of the sink with a toothbrush in his mouth, looking at the spotless mirror and carefully shaving his stubble, which was actually not much, humming a sentence or two that he didn't understand A minor tune, which amused those in the living room.

Then I heard a boyish voice from outside the bathroom: "You're not going on a blind date."

Qin Jing spat out the water in his mouth, and taught him through the air with a mouthful of foam: "Do what you do and love what you do. I call it being responsible for my own career. If a person doesn't even love his job, he is not torturing himself." Well!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The boy in the living room had just flipped through a page of the newspaper. When he looked up, he saw Qin Jing striding out in a suit and leather shoes. When he came to the door, he didn't forget to straighten his royal blue tie. Turning her head to smile at him, "Aren't you going to meet a client today?"

"I'm not in a hurry." The boy named Le Yi showed two shallow dimples, and waved his little hand, "Let's go quickly."

The place where Qin Jing works is located in a very nonsensical place - right at the intersection of the human world and the other world.Speaking of the other world, there is no difference between it and the human world, the only difference is that people from the other world are more arrogant, and they can look anything.

He tore off a deformed little bastard that had climbed up the upper of the shoe, and after a cordial greeting, he threw the bastard down and stood in front of a building.

The sun is still good this morning, Qin Jing squinted and felt a little stinging. On the top of the building is the English "MALEDOLL", which is so golden that it almost blinds people's eyes.

Doll shop.

That's where he works.

As the name suggests, this store is rich in all kinds of male dolls. As long as you are good at dating and you are a man, then congratulations, you are qualified for an interview.

Qin Jing leaned over to polish the small leather shoes and let them shine again. Then he walked into the building with a decent smile and went straight to the owner's office.

Unexpectedly, the owner was not in the office. There was only a young secretary sleeping soundly on the desk, drooling on the documents.

Qin Jing pouted quietly, and carefully found the client's information in a pile of documents. He planned to memorize the outline carefully and quickly, but the information was so simple that he didn't even need to memorize it.

Sith, male, 27 years old.

Gone.

Qin Jing flipped through the materials several times in doubt. There were only a few black words on the whole white paper, not even a photo. If it wasn't for the words "Received by Qin Jing" written on the signature, he would almost have thought it was It's a scrap of paper.

Ordinarily, the customer's information should clearly state their personality, hobbies, likes and dislikes, and the puppets draw up a draft based on these materials, and then discuss in detail after meeting with the customer.

Well, there is no need for any draft at all, let's get to the bottom of it first.

Qin Jing's head hurts a little. No wonder the shop owner called him and said that he would come to pick up the materials on the same day. He thought he had a big business, but the reality told him that this is not only a big business, but also a difficult one.

The land where the human world and the other world meet was rounded up by the shop owner, and it was named Biancheng, which means a land on the edge. The Man Doll Building can only be regarded as a landmark building on this land. In fact, the entire intersection belongs to the shop owner. All over the world, the puppets who work for the shop owner are naturally rampant, and there is no need to spend money when entering or leaving any shop.

Qin Jing was already sitting in the open-air cafe at the moment, holding up the menu and worrying.

According to the urine nature of this client, it is estimated that he is the kind of person who asks him what to drink "casually".

What's more, there was no preference written on the information, and Qin Jing didn't even know what flavor he liked. If he made a mistake and annoyed the client, would he still have this job?

Qin Jing rubbed the center of his brows, and unbuttoned one button on his suit, as if it would make him more comfortable.

However it didn't help.

He handed back the menu, and smiled apologetically at the waiting male waiter: "Sorry, I'll order again later."

"Ok sir."

Watching the young male waiter go downstairs with his little butt twisted, Qin Jing coughed lightly, turned his eyes to look at his watch, and continued to worry.

What kind of person is this?Almost an hour late.

After waiting boredly for almost half an hour, Qin Jing's face turned pale, so he had to leave temporarily to go to the bathroom, wash his face with water, stared at his wet self in the mirror, and bit his lip.

He's a very nice guy, why don't customers come?

He walked up the stairs wetly, raised his eyes casually, and vaguely saw a man sitting across from his seat, and immediately crouched down on the stairs and looked at him quietly.

I don't know if this man is his client, and he is also wearing a neat suit. He is slowly flipping through the menu just handed over by the waiter. All covered up.

No way, I can't see anything like this.

He turned around and went to the bathroom again, wiped his wet face, brushed his wet hair a few times, practiced a professional smile a few times, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his suit, and finally put The buttons were fastened meticulously, and she walked gracefully upstairs with square steps.

Sith was flipping through the menu, when suddenly a shadow fell on the table, he quietly raised his head, and saw a smiling man standing in front of him.

Rather than being a man, it is more appropriate to be called a youth.

This young man has carefully groomed hair and sickly white skin. He obviously doesn't go out often. His eyes seem to be seductive, and people can't help being attracted to him without saying anything, especially The small tear mole under his left eye made his face even more delicate to the extreme.

His eyes moved down slightly, lingering on the young man's body. The suit fit the young man's waistline, making him more slender, and his legs stood upright in the suit pants, showing an impeccable figure.

While Siss silently looked at Qin Jing, Qin Jing didn't have much interest in looking at this man.

At first glance, black hair, sunglasses and a thin chin are nothing to look at. In addition, the man is sitting on a chair, and he can only see his tall and straight back, and he can't see the part that Qin Jing most wants to see.

You can't get down and look at his legs.

This person loves to admire clients' legs the most. He likes the straight and clean legs, and he can't put it down.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, but just stared at him endlessly, Qin Jing's smile couldn't help but deepened a bit, bent slightly, and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, my name is Qin Jing. Mr. Sith, I'm very happy to help you You serve."

It would be embarrassing if it wasn't a Sith.

But Qin Jing has this self-confidence, he believes in his intuition of recognizing people.

This action lasted for a long while before Qin Jing felt a cold hand hold his hand, and after touching it, Sith finally said the first sentence after the meeting. His voice was slightly low and his tone was But it's very relaxed and doesn't make people feel depressed, but the content of this sentence is quite confusing: "You look very young."

Qin Jing: "?"

What do you mean?Look young yourself?Is this praise or disdain?

In an instant, several thoughts ran through his mind, which kept him silent for a few seconds... How should I answer this?

Code of Practice No. 20: Do not put your customers in an awkward position.

During the fifth second of silence, Qin Jing suddenly smiled: "Do you like older ones?"

"..." Sith was also silent for a while, and said, "Sit down."

Qin Jing had a headache again, he was not sure what the man in front of him wanted to say.What does this "sit down" mean?Are you satisfied with his answer or not?

Article [-] of the Code of Practice: The needs of customers are paramount.

So Qin Jing sat down obediently, continued to maintain a professional smile and asked him: "What would you like to drink?"

Sith simply pushed the menu to Qin Jing: "You order, I'm free."

"..." Qin Jing felt that he could buy a lottery ticket.

But good professional ethics only made his smile look more real. He put the menu between the two and continued to ask tirelessly: "Do you like sweeter or bitterer?"

"random."

"..."

Qin Jing gritted his teeth secretly, and simply ordered two cups of black coffee instead of going around with this man.

In fact, he usually doesn't drink black coffee at all, because he likes sweets, and he always stays away from such bitter and astringent things. If the customers are not too confusing for him, he won't order black coffee.

It's hard to die for you, let you do whatever you want.

The waiter went downstairs with his butt twisted, Qin Jing refocused on Sith, hesitating whether to ask about the sunglasses.

Is this person wearing sunglasses to look handsome, or is there something else hidden?Is this a special little hobby of the customer?

Qin Jing started to have a headache again, what kind of magical client is this.

He exhaled lightly, took out a stack of exquisitely bound white paper and a black signature pen from his briefcase, and was about to ask those necessary questions, when the other party suddenly said: "Sorry, I'm late .”

"..." Qin Jing was taken aback by this sentence, his head hurt even more, he gritted his teeth silently, and smiled solemnly, "It's okay."

Then I saw Sith loosen the tight corners of his mouth slightly.

Huh?

Qin Jing seemed to have discovered a new world, and suddenly became energetic.

The other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief with this slight movement, guessing, is the apology because he is afraid that he will be angry?Or did you say it on purpose to find a topic?

Two cups of hot black coffee were brought up, Sith lowered his head slightly, and he could see Qin Jing's wicked smile reflected on the surface of the coffee.

So he raised his head and looked directly at Qin Jing, and the bad intentions disappeared from his face again.

"Well, let's do a survey first to confirm your detailed information. I hope you can cooperate with my work." Qin Jing suddenly caught Sith's little thoughts, and his words couldn't help but become handy, as if Talking with every previous client, it is gentle and calm, "The first question, what do you think your personality is like?"

Sith put on a wooden face, without hesitation: "Lively and cheerful."

"?"

Seeing that Qin Jing was stunned without professional ethics, Sith emphasized again without any ups and downs: "Lively and cheerful."

Qin Jing still hasn't recovered from the huge shock - this nonsensical man who didn't even smile and speak from the beginning actually said that he is lively and cheerful?

"..." Qin Jing paused for a while before remembering to keep smiling, but it was a little twisted.He held the pen to his chin for a while, and wrote the word "Mensao" under the first question.

Talent, this client is truly a talent.

Qin Jing retracted his thoughts just now. He thought he had grasped this person's small thoughts, but in fact his morality was far from enough.

He couldn't hold back the mind of this fairy client.

I can't hold it, I can't hold it.